I can?t see you packing up his lunchesI can?t see you diapering his sonYou?re the girl who always played her hunchesSo how?d you figure out that this was one

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I?m not saying I grew up in love with youI?m sayin?, "why grow up at all? "

So tell that hoosier boy to put on clean socksAnd the finest double-knits that he can wear?cause when that invitation hits my mailboxI?ll see you at his funeral, my dearTomado de AlbumCancionYLetra.comChorus